Hey, yo, Ice This guy here say, he to get in, man You're sure home ready? Yo, Ice, nigga said he's ready, man
Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, Yeah, I'm sure, I'm Aight, know what in for, right?
Blood flows sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything, bitches in g Gats flashin', mothers make on a stick move Improve your dope flow, cold max the long dough
rollin', back breakin' plot diggers The ill niggas, style Blood letting of death Stop your breath, if you on the click
A hot thump to your chest and your back rips You wanna be a man, the fam accepts no mistakes up bodies, lots of funeral wakes Make bones, bring a rat back dead, just ahead A better, use this biretta
Snitch, bet your bitch, she in a pre-dug 'Cause I command a battalion of life takers Plus, the other bosses wanna see yo' Check your nuts, dump the bodies in the
Here's the to a truck Me, I'm overloaded, hard and scarred Crime intellect, more complex than in your spinal chord job my forte, not off of gun play
Hostage taker, I killed my brother with a shaker He to short me a buck What the A nigga that lies is a nigga that dies No cries for the punk, he got and bombed
Since he to steal, I chainsawed his arm I drink blood a cup when I wanna, then Plus, the bosses up north me kill my friend They told me, "This ain't no game, kid, in it down with the Syndicate but never admit it"
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill your Fuck up a and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate not exist
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill your up a scam and you'll feel the knife Who is this? The Syndicate does not
A thousand ki's, off-shore private Really ain't no sweat, Coast Guard and customs are Columbian, Mexicano connect, the bet One DEA wouldn't roll, we pulled his through his neck
Just a message to the rest, test Housing developments are built on the Of punks who party Big shots are called the pen's inner sanctum Where the mega-gees regulate the streets, release
got power that you can't comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and you grit your You sold your soul, now cold how you get relief
Now you do what we do, say I say Muthafucka, don't blink I say okay is a organization, not a one-man gang And you die if I ever you spilled my name
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll your wife Fuck up a scam and feel the knife Who is this? The does not exist
Muthafucka, now you're for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill your up a scam and you'll feel the knife Who is The Syndicate does not exist
My friend, I thought this day would never do you mean, man? Hey Who was there your wife had your first child? Hey, why you're lookin' at me that, man?
Who looked out for you when no one else was Hey, I'm friend, man Now word's out you're to the feds about me lyin', man
There's one thing I can do Hey man, a You treat me like a Hey, yo
Now at you at you, muthafucka Now at you
on the take, I got moves to make Feds ain't that easy, I still got 'em to They had my bitch wired for a month and a half my nigga up in Aspen, bail's five million
Bounced him out in a hour, Went and met him quick, hit him with a ice Can't take no chances, he with whores No what he spilled when behind closed doors
The fam's and loyalty is top priority Violate, your body is found in states Cargo is on a Hong Kong cruiser contacts your cruiser
No cash, they want a ton of meth High risk will bring more than the national debt We launder money through the S and L's and teams no business untouched when it comes to cream
Documents from my hitters from Jamaica In and out of town, you hit the ground This is the mob, baby, now on, no off switch Suffocation last [Incomprehensible] you snitch
Muthafucka, now you're down for Rat on the fam and kill your wife Fuck up a scam and you'll feel the Who is this? The does not exist
Muthafucka, now down for life Rat on the fam and we'll kill wife Fuck up a scam and you'll the knife Who is this? The does not exist